My Mom Said It Was Just A Toy When My Brother Ruined My Research Computer Before Graduation

sudden, absolute clarity that I did not have parents. I had Matthew’s fan club, and I was just the janitor they kept around to sweep up his messes.

I shrugged my father’s hand off my shoulder. “Get out.”

The room went silent. My mother gasped.

“Get out,” I repeated, my voice very calm. “Leave my emergency key on the kitchen counter and leave my apartment continue reading …